Chapter 523: The Crazy Avenger
Metal armor often means "indestructible defense" in cold weapon warfare. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
It is difficult for a normal scimitar longsword to damage heavy plate armor, which means that the side that does not wear armor will be at an absolute disadvantage in the current combat environment.
One side is heavily armed, and the other is almost "naked". Although the cavalry team that attacked did not have an amazing formation, after the two sides came into contact, the result of the equipment gap was very clear: the thirty-man cavalry team rushed from beginning to end, and not even a single one fell off their horses!
They don't really have that much in martial arts, and it can even be said that most of them are not as good as Hans and his deputies. But the huge gap in equipment directly makes people ignore this: they are wearing enchanted armor with "block" and "levitation" passive circles!
As long as the armor has enough energy, it can passively activate the "Magic Shield" to block attacks while reducing its weight by half. The armor was discontinued after only a hundred sets were produced as costly experiments, and they were thrown directly to Sodrore by Roddy after they were shipped out of the Elson Arsenal.
It's because of this team that the horse thieves have a deep experience of what it means to be desperate...
They swung their long knives desperately, but they felt like they were trying to cut through a group of humanoid iron stakes, and their weapons were either curled or shattered, and they couldn't even break through the defenses.
It was also thanks to the fact that the horse-fighting ability of this group of knights was worse than expected, so Hans was lucky to survive this frontal charge. But he was wounded and realized that he had no hope of winning, so he immediately chose to flee.
The demoralization of such an act is devastating.
The three knights left the group and turned in pursuit of Hans, while the remaining knights continued to charge towards the horse thieves' camp. They were invincible in their charge, slaughtering the camp without any damage, forcing most of the horse thieves to flee in all directions.
By the time Catherine's private army and the priestly procession of the Rosicrucius arrived, Hans's head had been discarded in the middle of the camp, and all the remaining horse thieves had given up resistance and surrendered on their knees.
The knights around them couldn't hide their excitement, many of them were still trembling from the rush of adrenaline, and some of them were already unable to hold the secondary weapons they were carrying because of the lack of strength. The knight, who looked like the captain, took off his helmet, frowning and obviously dissatisfied with the performance of his men.
"There were a lot more mistakes than when I was training... How did you ride your horse? I can't remember it, I can still fall behind!"
It was Roy, the dagoon Davian's subordinate, who was a thirty-man cavalry member of the reserve of the Dragoon Regiment.
In other words, these knights, who had just won a landslide victory, were a group of recruits who had never been to battle.
"Check your gear!"
After the battle, everyone began to follow the steps during training to confirm that the enchanted armor was in order, compare the balance of spars, organize the equipment, and count the arrows. Catherine, who had followed behind, looked at the knights, dumbfounded, speechless.
Because of the close proximity of the territory, she immediately responded to the news that Ivota was "about to take action against the Ringing Horse", thinking that this battle would be like a traditional battle, but she knew that she had just gathered a team of seven knights and seventy or eighty people in the territory, and the Ringing Horse camp of more than 400 people had been bulldozed by a cavalry team of thirty people...
The team of the "Rosicrucius" was a logistics treatment team that was ordered to follow, and now seeing that the thirty knights were not even seriously injured, they could only go up and throw a few "healing techniques" to make a show. And the priest in charge of leading the team stood aside, but like Catherine, he couldn't help but look at those black armors in a daze...
Is it just that a recruit who has just been trained for a short time has this kind of combat effectiveness?
In the face of the threat of the orcs, Catherine and the priest of the "Rosicrucifix" were at a loss, but looking at the scene in front of them at this moment, a thought came to their minds:
Perhaps, we will be able to repel the orcs head-on?
"Are you kidding me? Thirty men took a camp of four hundred?"
The letter with the information of the war report was slapped on the table with a "snap", and the gloomy gaze of the Count of Mirno swept over, his lips moved, and finally he cursed: "These rubbish!"
It is impossible to get the battle report wrong, and Hans, the leader of the Ringing Horse, is hanged on display, and the whole of the south of Evta cheers. Now that the news reached Charles II, it was tantamount to a slap in the mouth to Mirno - he was not unaware of the outcome of the extermination of the Ringing Horse, but he had no idea that his plan would be ended so soon.
The Count of Mirno, who was sitting in the armchair, closed his eyes and tried to calm the anger in his chest, but his hands trembled involuntarily when he remembered the scene when his son Senna was hung in public.
Roddy must die! Evta must be destroyed!
Even if he is a human being, he doesn't feel the slightest need to "share the same enemy", the sooner Roddy and Sally die, the better, and leave the matter of recovering the territory to someone else, Mirno now wants the orcs to take Hollier City immediately.
But these ideas are unrealistic after all, he sighed... Hans was only one of his many private soldiers, and since he had failed to raise the horses, the follow-up plans were piled up one after another.
There are many ways to pull Ivota back, and Count Mirno has been thinking about how to let Roddy perish as soon as possible since he accepted the mission of Charles II, but this feeling of being defeated by the other party's understatement made him extremely frustrated, so that the emotions he was trying to control finally showed signs of getting out of control.
When people are blinded by hatred, they become more radical in their choices.
The Count of Mirno, who had closed his eyes like a statue for a long time, opened them again, but there was a hint of hidden madness in his eyes - he seemed to be calmer than before, his hands no longer trembled, his breathing was steady, and even the frowning brow was slowly stretched...
Standing up, he rummaged through the piles of paper in his study, and in a few moments found one of the most detailed maps of Evta.
Accurate scales, detailed population notes, and the exact direction of the river. It can be said that with this map, it is clear how many people are in all the villages of Evta. And most importantly... On this map, "Elson City" is marked very conspicuously, and key instructions are made.
Charles II's impression of Elson was a "dilapidated ruin", as was Mirno, but because Roddy was the lord of the city, he valued Elson on the same level as Hollier.
After glancing at the map for a long time, Count Mirno calmly rolled up the map and turned around and handed it to his subordinates, who had been kneeling there and did not dare to make a sound.
"Your Excellency... This is?"
The other party reached out and took the map, and his gaze was just scanning, and the dense markings were enough for him to feel the hatred of Count Mirno for Ivota and Roddy.
"Take it and copy, and the more copies the better. ”
Count Mirno turned his back to look out the window, and said in a calm voice: "Find a way to hand it over to the orcs, they know what to do." ”
Thousands of miles away, the kingdom of Tasman.
Augustine the Great's orders were carried out layer by layer, and the signal that the war was about to start kept the whole country busy, but unlike the desire and excitement of the upper nobles for war, the lowest "officials" of the Tasman Kingdom did not have a good time at this time.
In the town of "Kelsu", not far from the king, the local lord, Baron Pochi, was sitting in front of the brazier and chatting with a black-robed man.
The prolonged rain makes it difficult for the temperature to rise during the day in Tasman, and at night it drops to about 10 degrees, and it is too hot to use a fireplace, but a charcoal brazier can effectively remove the uncomfortable dampness and cold. Baron Pochi is a normal human, but apparently he is not on the same side as his people - every lord is aware of the existence of the Tasman kingdom, and they will eventually become part of the Tasman undead.
So they are not so much "lords" as the managers of the "flock", and how many new awakened undead can appear each year in the entire Tasman kingdom is largely determined by these lords.
"I can understand that Your Majesty wants to awaken more undead spirits in order to win this war, but... The cost of the awakening ritual is quite a lot. Twice as much, where can I get these ritual materials?"
Poki grumbled in a low voice, saying that it was simply "crying poor" to the necromancer in front of him. But in the end, this is also a very real problem: the ritual of awakening the undead is very resource-intensive, and there is also a problem with the success rate, and the undead awakened each year are carefully selected before being decided, because the lord cherishes these expensive materials very much.
"The materials needed for the ritual will naturally be handed out, but there will be a series of processes after the council's approval, and you are in a hurry now? Cashton and Gundorf are not in a hurry? They have three times as many targets as you. ”
The voice under the black robe was hoarse and low, and it sounded unemotional. The "Caston" and "Gundorf" in his mouth are both powerful lords, and the number of "lambs" under his command exceeds 100,000, which is a role that a baron like Pochi cannot afford to provoke.
The gray-white finger clicked twice: "Don't think too much about the problem of resources, now grit your teeth to complete the goal, and when we have more land, you may have to worry about too many resources." ”
Po Qi's expression softened a little when he heard this, but he didn't take this kind of thing seriously, so he just changed the topic and said: "A few days ago, the river burst its bank again, and if this rain goes on like this, I'm afraid many villages will suffer..."
"It's been raining like this for hundreds of years, why can't it be resisted this year?"
The black-robed man raised his eyelids, "Next time you want the council to allocate funds, change the reason, the river embankment will not kill many people, just support and flood a few villages, how much money do you think you can allocate to repair the river embankment? ”
Pochi was blocked and speechless, it was true that the rain had caused a lot of damage at the moment, but he thought about it, but he also felt that what the other party said made sense - Tasman had been raining for hundreds of years, and since a major earthquake thirty years ago, there had not been even a major flash flood, so there was nothing to worry about.
"That's... I still take His Majesty's orders first. ”
Baron Pochi then remembered another difficult matter, and said unpleasantly: "By the way, the task of 'hunting xenomorphs' issued by His Majesty before is becoming more and more difficult to do now, I have asked several other barons, and they also said that this kind of guy has been difficult to catch recently, I wonder if you can mention a few words..."
These words finally made the necromancer look embarrassed, obviously with his status and authority, he couldn't give a better answer, hesitated for a long time, but sighed: "Your Majesty has given a death order for this mission, and there is no room for turnaround. ”
Poki was not surprised by this result, so he had to rub his eyebrows and continue to worry about how to complete these tasks as soon as possible. (To be continued.) )